Things are still funny.

Tina chuckled as Chrissy guided her back to the podium. She grabbed one of Chrissy's tits and squeezed as hard as she could, causing the other woman to yelp in pain. "Touchdown!" she cried triumphantly as Chrissy scowled.

The hostess seemed amused too. "Let's give our girl a hand! Tina, are you ready for your next choice?"

Tina let out a throaty, hoarse laugh that left her in tears. "Of course I am! It's the country club, isn't it?" She burst out laughing again.

The hostess rolled her eyes. "Say a number, dumbass." She winked at the audience, who joined Tina in laughing. "Melons! Tits! Boobs!" she screamed manically, slapping her own back and forth. "I got em now! Two of em!"

"Two! We've chosen two, folks!" The crowd cheered with delight as Chrissy went to open the case. The placard inside had a single word embossed on it: fin. Tina's eyes bulged and she sucked in air. This was now the funniest thing she'd ever seen.

As she released peals of laughter, the hostess turned to the booing crowd. "I know, I know. Everything has to end, folks, and today Trevor's journey has come to an end!" She walked across the stage to shake Tina's hand. As she got closer, she leaned in and growled, "Next time watch where you throw your fucking frisbee."

Tina was confused but elated. "Who's Trevor? Is he your moon goddess or a yogurt?" She was very satisfied with the joke she thought she had told.

"I guess it's time to find out," the hostess replied and the world faded away.